Don't talk to me about troubles you've known
I've seen a few had some of my own
You're not alone in your misery
So don't talk troubles to me.

I know what it's like to be lonely
To live in a room of just walls
I know what it's like in the still of the night
To hear the silence of a star when it falls.

I know what it's like to feel sadness
And I can't count the nights I have cried
I know what it's like to feel the chill of the night
For there's no warmth in the dreams that have died.

Don't talk to me about troubles you've known
I've seen a few had some of my own
You're not alone in your misery
So don't talk troubles to me.

No, don't talk troubles to me...